Hey Everyone! I did it. I finished yet another chapter, which is longer
then the previous one. I'm out of school now so I should be updating a lot
more. I want to say a special thank you to No Name LOL, Sarahamanda, and
RandiWeasley. Special thanks also go out to my friend Rachel, who despite
not really having much of an interest in Harry Potter, is still one of the
two of my friends who have bothered to read and review my story though I
have begged and pleaded with all my being. So yay Rachel! I love you! I
also really appreciate my other reviewers more then you would ever believe,
though I don't know you personally. Well, I guess I kinda know No Name
LOL personally, but since I started talking to her when she first read the
first part of my other story, and I never have met her in person, she doesn't count, though she was my first fan and I appreciate her to no end.
I love you too, RandiWeasley and Sarahamanda! Wow! I'm very thankful
tonight. Thank you also to J.K. Rowling for writing these books and inspiring to write my own, which are based upon hers, and her ideas, not
mine! And no without further ado ( I hope!) I proudly present Chapter Eight. Don't forget to review and get your name on the internet! It's a
one time offer! Act now! ( Sorry, I couldn't quite make it without
further ado. I tried.( )
CHAPTER EIGHT
Koraleigh wiped the last traces of sleep from her eyes as she crawled out of her nice, warm, comfortable bed. Then all of a sudden it hit her. That was the last night she was going to be spending in her nice warm bed. She was going to Hogwarts today.
Koraleigh clutched her stomach to attempt to alleviate the butterflies, but found that deep breaths worked better, though not much. She quickly dressed in normal muggle clothing for Kings Cross and walked downstairs to join the rest of her family for breakfast.
"Hello, Koraleigh." said Koraleigh's mother with a smile. "Are you ready for your big day?"
"I guess." replied Koraleigh softly. She sat down at her usual place and stared at her food, too nervous to take a bite. Luckily no one suggested that she eat, because Koraleigh doubted that she would be able to keep a bite down.
Her father, dressed even more daunting then usual in all black, not that he wore much else, finished his food and stood up. "I need to go." He paused. "Koraleigh, come here for a moment."
Koraleigh stood up and followed him into the next room, expecting the usual well wishes and maybe a bit of good advice.
"Koraleigh," began Snape. "I know things will be difficult for you at Hogwarts, but no matter what happens or what you hear, know only that I love you and will always love you, no matter what."
With a swoop of his cloak, he was gone, giving quick good-byes to Koraleigh's mum and sister before flooing out. The only thing that Koraleigh's mind actually processed was her usual trying to remember the sequential list of numbers her father called out after announcing his destination. It was a safety of sorts, not only was the key hard to remember by itself, but it was charmed to make it impossible to remember unless you were specifically told by Dumbledore. The floo to Hogwarts was also voice and body activated, making it impossible for anyone to sneak in beyond those Dumbledore allowed.
Koraleigh walked slowly back to her untouched breakfast, trying to comprehend what her dad had just told her. Was something bad going to happen today that he knew of? She was really confused and more then a bit scared.
A few moments later, Koraleigh's mum announced that it was time to begin leaving for the train station. Koraleigh's stomach lurched as she got up from her cold and still untouched breakfast and walked upstairs to collect her trunk.
Kinelli jabbered noisily all the way to King's Cross, but Koraleigh sat quietly, trying not to hyperventilate. Finally they pulled into the crowded parking lot and set about getting Koraleigh's trunk on a trolley. Koraleigh followed her mum and sister to the large brick wall between platforms 9 and 10. She noticed that there was already a few students trying to make their way through the gate to platform 9 and 3/4th s.
"Are you ready, Koraleigh?" asked her mum, prodding her gently.
Koraleigh jerked. "What? Oh, yes, I guess."
"Well, you can go first."
"Er, all right." said Koraleigh, and began running toward the menacing brick wall. She felt a tingling sensation and then she was through. Koraleigh stopped abruptly, blinking at the sight before her eyes. She had never before seen the Hogwarts Express. There were many many people bustling about, loading trunks onto the train, students saying goodbye. It was amazing and..."Oomph." grunted Koraleigh as her mother and Kinelli ran right into her.
"Move, Koraleigh!" said Kinelli sarcastically.
"Sorry." muttered Koraleigh, a bit embarrassed and thankful it was only her family. She checked her watch. 5 till eleven. "Well, I suppose I need to go..." she trailed off.
"Yes." said Koraleigh's mum solemnly. "You'll miss the train."
"All right." replied Koraleigh. She bent down and hugged her little sister. "I'll miss you Kinelli. Be good. I love you."
"Love you too, Koraleigh." replied Kinelli, a bit sadly.
Then Koraleigh turned to her mother. "Well, bye, Mum. I love you." Koraleigh's mum wrapped Koraleigh in a big hug. "I love you too, Koraleigh. I know you'll make your father and I proud. Good luck. Owl me sometime this week." She paused and gave Koraleigh a kiss on the forehead. "Always remember that your father and I...and Kinelli all love you, no matter what."
Koraleigh stood, watching her mum and sister disappear back through the barrier to the muggle world, her mind in a fog. Those were almost exactly the same words Koraleigh's dad had said to her before he had left earlier. But what did they mean?
Koraleigh was shaken out her thoughts by the train whistle. With a start, she realized she was about to be left behind and, grabbing her trunk, hurried onto the train.
She passed compartment after compartment of laughing, joking students. Koraleigh was beginning to despair of ever finding a place to sit when she came to a compartment near the back of the train that was occupied only by two girls, both looking to be about her age.
"Are these seats taken?' she asked politely. One of the girls shook her head no, so Koraleigh sat down.
"I'm Gretchen McLinde." said the girl who had motioned her to sit down. "I'm going to be a first year." Gretchen had blonde wavy hair and big blue innocent looking eyes. She looked to be a bit on the shorter side.
"I'm Hennessey Tambolt, but you can call me Henny." said the other girl, who had shoulder-length brown hair and a face full of freckles. "I'm also going to be a first year."
"I'm Koraleigh Snape." said Koraleigh shyly. "I'm going to be a first year too. My dad is one of the professors."
Henny started. "Is your dad Professor Snape, then?"
"Well, yes." replied Koraleigh hesitantly. "Have you heard of him then?"
"Everyone has! He's supposed to be the terror of..." she trailed off, suddenly realizing what she was saying, or more importantly, who she was saying it to.
"He's the terror of what?" asked Koraleigh in confusion.
"Well, uh, I don't know for sure, but, well, uh..."
"What?" asked Koraleigh urgently.
"I don't know for sure, I've just heard that he has a reputation for being..."
"Well?" demanded Koraleigh.
"I've just heard that he has a reputation for being...unfair...to the students who aren't in his house and can be...mean."
"Hmm." said Koraleigh. "I'm sure you just got the name wrong. My dad is nothing like that. You'll see."
"I'm sure that's it." said Henny quickly, and the subject was changed.
Koraleigh found out that Henny was from an old wizarding family and had always known that she was coming to Hogwarts, just like Koraleigh. However, unlike Koraleigh, Henny had had almost no contact with the muggle world, having been home schooled since now. Henny had a little sister named Jennilin, which made Koraleigh think about Jenni and how much she wished she could come to Hogwarts too, who was eight, and a brother named Quentin who was six.
Gretchen on the other hand was from a complete muggle family and had had no idea she possessed any magical abilities. "In fact," Gretchen had said, "we thought the letters were someone's idea of a joke and I almost didn't get to come. But then the headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, came to my house and talked to my parents and convinced them that magic was indeed real and so I was allowed to come."
Several hours later, Koraleigh was trying not to fall asleep, tired from her lack of sleep the night before and because of her full stomach, stuffed with all sorts of treats from the trolley, when Gretchen gave a great gasp and pointed out the window.
"Look! There it is! There's Hogwarts!"
first part of my other story, and I never have met her in person, she doesn't count, though she was my first fan and I appreciate her to no end.
I love you too, RandiWeasley and Sarahamanda! Wow! I'm very thankful
tonight. Thank you also to J.K. Rowling for writing these books and inspiring to write my own, which are based upon hers, and her ideas, not
mine! And no without further ado ( I hope!) I proudly present Chapter Eight. Don't forget to review and get your name on the internet! It's a
one time offer! Act now! ( Sorry, I couldn't quite make it without
further ado. I tried.( )
CHAPTER EIGHT
Koraleigh wiped the last traces of sleep from her eyes as she crawled out of her nice, warm, comfortable bed. Then all of a sudden it hit her. That was the last night she was going to be spending in her nice warm bed. She was going to Hogwarts today.
Koraleigh clutched her stomach to attempt to alleviate the butterflies, but found that deep breaths worked better, though not much. She quickly dressed in normal muggle clothing for Kings Cross and walked downstairs to join the rest of her family for breakfast.
"Hello, Koraleigh." said Koraleigh's mother with a smile. "Are you ready for your big day?"
"I guess." replied Koraleigh softly. She sat down at her usual place and stared at her food, too nervous to take a bite. Luckily no one suggested that she eat, because Koraleigh doubted that she would be able to keep a bite down.
Her father, dressed even more daunting then usual in all black, not that he wore much else, finished his food and stood up. "I need to go." He paused. "Koraleigh, come here for a moment."
Koraleigh stood up and followed him into the next room, expecting the usual well wishes and maybe a bit of good advice.
"Koraleigh," began Snape. "I know things will be difficult for you at Hogwarts, but no matter what happens or what you hear, know only that I love you and will always love you, no matter what."
With a swoop of his cloak, he was gone, giving quick good-byes to Koraleigh's mum and sister before flooing out. The only thing that Koraleigh's mind actually processed was her usual trying to remember the sequential list of numbers her father called out after announcing his destination. It was a safety of sorts, not only was the key hard to remember by itself, but it was charmed to make it impossible to remember unless you were specifically told by Dumbledore. The floo to Hogwarts was also voice and body activated, making it impossible for anyone to sneak in beyond those Dumbledore allowed.
Koraleigh walked slowly back to her untouched breakfast, trying to comprehend what her dad had just told her. Was something bad going to happen today that he knew of? She was really confused and more then a bit scared.
A few moments later, Koraleigh's mum announced that it was time to begin leaving for the train station. Koraleigh's stomach lurched as she got up from her cold and still untouched breakfast and walked upstairs to collect her trunk.
Kinelli jabbered noisily all the way to King's Cross, but Koraleigh sat quietly, trying not to hyperventilate. Finally they pulled into the crowded parking lot and set about getting Koraleigh's trunk on a trolley. Koraleigh followed her mum and sister to the large brick wall between platforms 9 and 10. She noticed that there was already a few students trying to make their way through the gate to platform 9 and 3/4th s.
"Are you ready, Koraleigh?" asked her mum, prodding her gently.
Koraleigh jerked. "What? Oh, yes, I guess."
"Well, you can go first."
"Er, all right." said Koraleigh, and began running toward the menacing brick wall. She felt a tingling sensation and then she was through. Koraleigh stopped abruptly, blinking at the sight before her eyes. She had never before seen the Hogwarts Express. There were many many people bustling about, loading trunks onto the train, students saying goodbye. It was amazing and..."Oomph." grunted Koraleigh as her mother and Kinelli ran right into her.
"Move, Koraleigh!" said Kinelli sarcastically.
"Sorry." muttered Koraleigh, a bit embarrassed and thankful it was only her family. She checked her watch. 5 till eleven. "Well, I suppose I need to go..." she trailed off.
"Yes." said Koraleigh's mum solemnly. "You'll miss the train."
"All right." replied Koraleigh. She bent down and hugged her little sister. "I'll miss you Kinelli. Be good. I love you."
"Love you too, Koraleigh." replied Kinelli, a bit sadly.
Then Koraleigh turned to her mother. "Well, bye, Mum. I love you." Koraleigh's mum wrapped Koraleigh in a big hug. "I love you too, Koraleigh. I know you'll make your father and I proud. Good luck. Owl me sometime this week." She paused and gave Koraleigh a kiss on the forehead. "Always remember that your father and I...and Kinelli all love you, no matter what."
Koraleigh stood, watching her mum and sister disappear back through the barrier to the muggle world, her mind in a fog. Those were almost exactly the same words Koraleigh's dad had said to her before he had left earlier. But what did they mean?
Koraleigh was shaken out her thoughts by the train whistle. With a start, she realized she was about to be left behind and, grabbing her trunk, hurried onto the train.
She passed compartment after compartment of laughing, joking students. Koraleigh was beginning to despair of ever finding a place to sit when she came to a compartment near the back of the train that was occupied only by two girls, both looking to be about her age.
"Are these seats taken?' she asked politely. One of the girls shook her head no, so Koraleigh sat down.
"I'm Gretchen McLinde." said the girl who had motioned her to sit down. "I'm going to be a first year." Gretchen had blonde wavy hair and big blue innocent looking eyes. She looked to be a bit on the shorter side.
"I'm Hennessey Tambolt, but you can call me Henny." said the other girl, who had shoulder-length brown hair and a face full of freckles. "I'm also going to be a first year."
"I'm Koraleigh Snape." said Koraleigh shyly. "I'm going to be a first year too. My dad is one of the professors."
Henny started. "Is your dad Professor Snape, then?"
"Well, yes." replied Koraleigh hesitantly. "Have you heard of him then?"
"Everyone has! He's supposed to be the terror of..." she trailed off, suddenly realizing what she was saying, or more importantly, who she was saying it to.
"He's the terror of what?" asked Koraleigh in confusion.
"Well, uh, I don't know for sure, but, well, uh..."
"What?" asked Koraleigh urgently.
"I don't know for sure, I've just heard that he has a reputation for being..."
"Well?" demanded Koraleigh.
"I've just heard that he has a reputation for being...unfair...to the students who aren't in his house and can be...mean."
"Hmm." said Koraleigh. "I'm sure you just got the name wrong. My dad is nothing like that. You'll see."
"I'm sure that's it." said Henny quickly, and the subject was changed.
Koraleigh found out that Henny was from an old wizarding family and had always known that she was coming to Hogwarts, just like Koraleigh. However, unlike Koraleigh, Henny had had almost no contact with the muggle world, having been home schooled since now. Henny had a little sister named Jennilin, which made Koraleigh think about Jenni and how much she wished she could come to Hogwarts too, who was eight, and a brother named Quentin who was six.
Gretchen on the other hand was from a complete muggle family and had had no idea she possessed any magical abilities. "In fact," Gretchen had said, "we thought the letters were someone's idea of a joke and I almost didn't get to come. But then the headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, came to my house and talked to my parents and convinced them that magic was indeed real and so I was allowed to come."
Several hours later, Koraleigh was trying not to fall asleep, tired from her lack of sleep the night before and because of her full stomach, stuffed with all sorts of treats from the trolley, when Gretchen gave a great gasp and pointed out the window.
"Look! There it is! There's Hogwarts!"